Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Zimbabwe and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Kayak to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Judy Mowatt,
Robert Wyatt,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Zeros,
The Motions,
Erasure,
The Detroit Cobras,
Flipper,
Little Man,
Howard Jones,
Kas Product,
48th St. Collective,
Nils Olav,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sonics,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bootsy Collins,
Livin' Joy,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Human League,
Hoover,
Los Fastidios,
Popol Vuh,
Moby Grape,
Ornette Coleman,
Camouflage,
Liliput,
Lungfish,
Ossler,
Jawbox,
the Slits,
The Slackers,
Quando Quango,
Can,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Womack,
Brick,
Electric Prunes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camberwell Now,
Goldenarms,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Monks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Suburban Knight,
Big Daddy Kane,
Boredoms,
The Gap Band,
Mandrill,
David Bowie,
Prince Buster,
Nick Fraelich,
Mad Mike,
The Five Americans,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mark Hollis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Blancmange,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.